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The Boy in the striped pyjamas

My wife and I saw The Boy in the striped pyjamas last night.
We left in silence at the film’s end. But we carried different kinds of silences. Her’s was a silence waiting to be broken, once her grappling of her emotional response found its expression. Mine was a silence borne out of something else entirely. [...]

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